The sun. [volume] (Morris, Stevens County, Minn.) 1882-1895, 1887-10-06
A DAY-DREAM.

London Society.
There is yet lovely. unspoiled sea.
side nook in our overwhelming and sup
posed -to-be improving island.
Few tourists have ever heard OF it.
and to prevent their encroaching up
on its peaceful territory and brsakil
it's refreshing quietude. the secret OF
it's whereabouts must remain q mys-
terry.
It lies in tiny bay. all wooded
down to the waters brink, with green
hills rising at the back, and away to
the right there is good cover for game
in the thick. half-wild tangle OF under
growth, where the white. tailed rab.
bits scurry about by hundreds. or sit
summing themselves in inanimate
brown heaps OF lazy luxury-.-A sud-
den bend inland disc!oses a beautiful
estuary, which winds its way among
the foot of the hills, looking soft and
silent, with scarcely ripple to move
its surface.
Cottages are dotted about here and
there, covered with roses and jasmine
and clematis. and the gardens are fill
ed with flowers.
A picturesque old house stands
alone upon the rising ground over.
rocking the sea. sheltered from every
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growing upon its walls, and myrtles
in full blossom under it's abbey-like
windows.
From the hills inland the view is pas
toral md ldollic; there is q wood OF
tender green larches. with q back
ground of dark. blue pines.
Fieldc of waving golden corn, fields
OF emerald turnips and purple beets
and mangel.
Hedserows festooned with wild ros-
es, briony and eglantine, carpeted with
primroses, violets and ferns.
Narrow winding lanes, all overhung
with trees, with rustic stiles leading
from them across the country, and in
the distance lay village. from the
cottages ofwhich the white smoke went
up. like summer clouds, into the azure
sky; and the steeple of the old church
was peeping from among the many
generation-old trees.
Capt. Bertram Berkely, who was
ouartered with his regiment in the
same county, noticed it while out sail
ing in the regimental yacht, nesting.
like a tiny gem, in its verdant setting,
and fancy seized him to pay it q
visit.
There was not one of his brothers
officers of his own standing whom he
did not poster to accompany him
thi'her, till it became almost q joke
among them.
"alv dear fellow" demonstrated his
great friend, Hubert Falkner, 1--WE
should be buried alive in such dull
place; why, there can be nothing on
earth to do there. Go, by all means,
ifvou want a fit of the blues, but
don't ask any one else to share your
fate"
Well, he obtained leave OF absence,
and he did go.
They took him to the little bay in
the yacht. and put him on shore. with
his small portmanteau, promising to
return for him that day week, and
sailed away again, laughing at Ber-
tram's folly.
The first afternoon he enjoyed
thoroughly. Everything was SO new,
and bright, and fresh, and lovely.
He found a quaint, ivy-clad little inn,
where the landlady was apple-cheeked
and good-looking, and he entrusted
himself for the week to her tender
mercies, and, having ascertained
from her the prettiest walks, he start
ed out for round, inhailing the sea
breezes with avidity, and ended his
day upon the beach, where he sat till
dusk, lazily throwing stones into the
water.
That night he wrote to his friend:
Dear Falkner-You were wrong
not to come; it is charming! Jolly lit.
tie inn and pretty little hostess. Love
ly walks; all l want is compan-
ion. You had better join me.
Yours, b. B."
But Capt. Falkner did not see 1t in
the same light, and Bertram Berkely
remained alone.
The day after he followed q lane
wh1chh had not noticed before. Itap-
peared to lead up the rough and tangled
underground upon the hillside, and he
thought he might get that way to sea.
Suddenly he stopped, for before him
lay a home which was perfect
idyl. A many-gabled, golden
thatched cottage of considerable size,
showing on all sides the signs OF aff1u.
ence. It was covered with rare climb
ing plants; the very air was redolent
with the perfume OF the roses OF all
sorts, which clustered in every availa-
BILE spot.
The fences were rustic, and twined
with ivy and Virginia creeper.
The lawns were smooth as q billiard
table, and soft as moss.
The flower beds were filled with bios
SONS; but it was neither upon house,
nor lawn, nor rustic work. nor flowers,
that his eyes were fixed, but upon the
figure of a girl of some twenty years
of age, reclining in a low garden chair,
intently reading q book; and the more
be gazed the greater grew his admira
ton.
She was totally unaware ofhis pres.
ence, and it was evidently that spec
tators were not usual in that hidden
corner, all among the trees, and hedge
rows, and tangled underground.
1t was quite surprise to find this
little paradise OF perfume thsre. al
though some fairy had conjured it NJ
with her magic wand, and the recum
bent girl was fit for the princess in thu
fairy tale. She had masses OF gold
brown waving hair hanging down loose
ly about her shoulders and almost
touching theground, and the sunbeam
were giving it their own bright shades
She had evidently been out to battle
and was letting the sun and air dry
her Iuxuriant tresses for her.
Her eyes were hidden by their long
fringed lashes, but the rest Of the oval
face was perfect.
In repose, the mouth Wed with Gu
pid's bow in shape; the nose was short
and straight, the ears like tiny ses
shells, the chin dimpled, the brow
broad and white and intellectual
partly hidden by short curls, which
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